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Next, Lin Feng held Su Xue again in the name of teaching her, but this time it was not Lin Feng's request; it was Su Xue who asked for it. No matter how unreliable Chen Xinni was, what she said about Su Xue liking Snooker was indeed true.
"Well, like this, aiming like that is wrong. Snooker isn't about shooting; it's about feeling, you understand?" Lin Feng felt much more confident teaching Su Xue this time. However, no matter how confident he was, could he really expect a beginner to play based on feeling?
It should be noted that when Lin Feng first started playing billiards, he used the other end of the cue stick, leaning over the table with his eyes parallel to it, one eye closed. In short, his image as a beginner was terrible, and he did indeed aim with his eyes.
But there was nothing to be done; Su Xue didn't know how he played before. What she knew was that he played Snooker very well now, so she still trusted his words. After all, his record of clearing the table in one shot spoke for itself.
After Lin Feng's "strict requirements," Su Xue had started to play quite decently. Regardless of how many balls went in, the visual impact was always good.
Sure enough, the group of men present had their eyes fixed on Su Xue at this table, their eager expressions clear. Lin Feng understood; they wanted to switch places with him and would love to have such a beauty taught by themselves.
Of course, while he understood this, it only increased Lin Feng's sense of satisfaction. With his awareness, he felt that at this moment, all he could do was hold her tighter.
The one most jealous in the room was probably Chen Zisheng. Unfortunately for him, lacking skill meant he could only sit there helplessly. His mood was like... sigh... better not say it; mentioning it would only hurt feelings.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to play pretty well," just as Lin Feng was savoring the feeling of holding Su Xue, a voice pulled him out of his reverie.
If it were anyone else, Lin Feng would have told them to get lost. But unfortunately, she was a woman—specifically Chen Xinni—and even worse, she was Su Xue's close friend. Fine, Lin Feng admitted that thinking so much was just an excuse to delay letting go of Su Xue for a little longer.
In the end, considering all these reasons, Lin Feng reluctantly stopped teaching Su Xue Snooker; specifically speaking, he reluctantly got up from holding Su Xue. After all, one couldn't hold a beautiful woman while talking to another beautiful woman, right?
Wasn't this a bit hurtful?
Hurt whom? Didn't you see those dozens of eyes that looked like they wanted to tear Lin Feng apart?
"Hehe... not bad, I suppose," Lin Feng could only smile modestly and say.
"How about we have a match?" Chen Xinni suggested but then went off to pick a cue stick for herself at an empty table nearby.
Why does she always act so independently? Lin Feng thought to himself but ultimately decided to follow the noble tradition of being generous and walked over.
Lin Feng didn't choose a cue stick but casually picked one up and prepared to start.
Lin Feng did not choose a cue stick, not because he disrespected his opponent, but because he had no particular requirements for it. After all, during those tough times, Lin Feng had once used a wooden stick as a cue, and his friends had a great time playing with it.
In essence, isn't a cue stick just a piece of wood?
Since his opponent was Chen Xinni, Lin Feng didn't go all out but played very gently. She was a girl, and besides, there was no deep-seated animosity between them, so he decided to give her some leeway.
In the end, Lin Feng won the match narrowly. After all, no matter how much he let her win, he couldn't let her win outright. Winning or losing didn't matter much to Lin Feng, but he couldn't let it go too far; that would be disrespectful.
"Well, you're not bad. I think you're okay today," Chen Xinni finally gave Lin Feng a judgment of "not bad." She clearly understood that Lin Feng was being considerate towards her.
That's good; some things don't need to be stated too clearly; that would be counterproductive. Lin Feng shrugged and indicated to Chen Xinni that it was no big deal.
Indeed, Lin Feng really didn't care how Chen Xinni viewed him. There shouldn't be much interaction between them. Of course, the few times he met Su Xue included her as an exception.
After all, for a rich girl who frequently changed boyfriends, although it had nothing to do with Lin Feng, he couldn't help but feel somewhat uncomfortable about it. However, this was none of his business; as long as it didn't involve him, that was fine.
Chen Xinni had finally started to find Lin Feng more agreeable. However, when she saw his indifferent expression towards her praise, she couldn't help but feel frustrated—what kind of person doesn't recognize kindness?
But in the end, considering the situation wasn't right, Chen Xinni suppressed her irritation and shot Lin Feng a fierce glare.
To this, Lin Feng maintained his usual attitude—he shrugged and remained indifferent.
Looking at the large clock hanging in the middle of the room, Lin Feng realized it was already lunchtime.
He walked over to Su Xue, who was practicing her shots. He handed her a bottle of drink he had just taken from the nearby beverage fridge and asked her, "How does it feel?"
"Yeah, it's pretty good. I didn't expect snooker to be this fun. I used to only watch it on TV; now I realize it's actually enjoyable to play," Su Xue replied as she took the drink from Lin Feng.
In front of Lin Feng, Su Xue was quite talkative.
"Looks like what Chen Xinni said is true?" Lin Feng was surprised; he hadn't expected Su Xue to actually watch these kinds of billiards matches regularly.
"I do watch them when I have time, but it's not as exaggerated as that girl said." Remembering Chen Xinni's comment about "Sister Xue always praising those professional players for being so handsome," Su Xue couldn't help but blush—wasn't that just being infatuated?
Lin Feng also knew that with Su Xue's personality, her interest in watching Snooker was purely for the love of the game. She would never develop the kind of crazy admiration for those so-called professional players that Chen Xinni mentioned. At most, she would just find their playing posture pleasing to the eye.
It should be noted that Su Xue had the nickname "Ice Queen" at School, although Lin Feng had not really experienced this side of her during their interactions so far.
"Well... let's not talk about that anymore. It's mealtime, how about we go eat?" Lin Feng suggested, changing the topic.
"Yeah, I was so focused on practicing that I lost track of time. Let's go eat Western food at the Western Restaurant in this Club," Su Xue replied after checking the time and realizing it was indeed mealtime.
"Aren't there any Chinese Cuisine options?" Lin Feng expressed his lack of enthusiasm for Western food. During his previous life abroad, he had eaten nothing but salads, pizzas, or steaks every day, and he was quite tired of it.
Even now, he didn't want to eat it again; it was indeed quite monotonous.
However, Su Xue was unaware of Lin Feng's thoughts and assumed he had never tried Western food and might be embarrassed. But this Club only served Western cuisine since it was designed entirely in a Western style.
"How about we go out to eat? There's a restaurant outside that serves Chinese Cuisine," Su Xue suggested, considering that Lin Feng was her pretend boyfriend for now and didn't want to force him into an uncomfortable situation, especially if he had never eaten Western food before.
"No need; Western food is fine," Lin Feng understood Su Xue's intention but didn't want to go outside. After all, going back and forth would waste a lot of time. More importantly, they didn't have to pay for their meals in this Club—where else could they get such treatment?
Lin Feng thought it was much more enjoyable to eat when someone else was paying, especially if that person was someone he didn't particularly like. For instance, right now that person was Chen Zisheng; Lin Feng remembered the stakes from that Snooker match.
The expenses at Guangchen Club included all activities combined—playing games, singing, dining—so Chen Zisheng would have to pay not only for the Snooker games but also for all other expenses incurred in the Club.
Therefore, Lin Feng turned around and shouted to everyone, "It's mealtime! Everyone must be hungry. I propose that since we can gather here, it's fate; we should go eat together. After all, we have Young Master Chen here; he'll pay." His words were quite persuasive, and everyone found the part about "he'll pay" particularly appealing.
"Oh... great! Long live the Snooker God!" Everyone cheered for Lin Feng.
Chen Zisheng felt extremely frustrated. Before betting with Lin Feng, he had considered that the stakes were not just about paying for playing Snooker. He knew it was mealtime too but chose not to mention it, hoping everyone would forget.
But now he realized Lin Feng still remembered. Fine, if you remember, then so be it. Was it necessary to rally everyone like this? Well, whatever; if you want to rally them, go ahead. But couldn't you say a few good words about me? What nonsense is "Long live the Snooker God"? A bunch of ingrates; they can only play games and take all the credit.
Of course, despite his inner turmoil, Chen Zisheng wanted to maintain a good impression of being generous and willing to accept defeat in front of Su Xue. So he tightened his belt and said to everyone, "Let's go; enjoy your meal!"
Since he had to treat them anyway, being proactive made him look more manly. Paying was a given; he might as well make the best of it.
Lin Feng clearly understood Chen Zisheng's intentions. He exchanged a glance with Su Xue and led a group of over ten people towards the Western Restaurant at the Club.
Upon arriving at the Western Restaurant, Lin Feng discovered that there was only one private room available.
Well, given everyone's strong support, Lin Feng, Su Xue, Chen Xinni, and Chen Zisheng entered the only Private Room while the others sat in the main hall.
Lin Feng didn't want to be overly formal; it would be a bit wasteful not to use the Private Room. Although they didn't have anything particularly private to discuss, dining in a Private Room would certainly be quieter.
Once the four were seated, Lin Feng said, "Brother Chen, I admire you. A true man knows how to accept defeat." It was only right to say something nice since he was expecting Chen Zisheng to treat them.
"Hehe... it's just a small amount of money; a little gambling is just for fun! Brother Feng, there's no need to be polite," Chen Zisheng replied, clearly pleased by Lin Feng's compliment in front of Su Xue. His expression softened a bit, finally feeling some goodwill.
Soon, a waiter entered—an attractive woman with golden eyes—suggesting that the restaurant wanted to maintain some Western authenticity.
"Hehe... let's order!" After saying this, Lin Feng took on the role of host and encouraged everyone to order as if he were treating them.
Taking the menu from the waiter's hands, Lin Feng smiled—a rather mischievous smile.
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P.S.: Regarding the character setting of Chen Xinni, it's somewhat complicated, but I assure you that I won't write a tragedy. Just keep reading; at this point, Lin Feng doesn't have a complete understanding of Chen Xinni yet. As for what their ending will be? I can't say. Hehe... part of reading is about anticipation; revealing too much would spoil it. This is the first update; please remember to save it and send flowers!
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